Long Brioche Poems

Third Reign:

Her feeding heart and cold command
Enough to make you quit your band
Well, there’s only so much frostbite one can take
You’ve heard her bitter orders before
To leave your sandals outside her door
And go skating on...

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~ NEGATIVE MINDSETTED  NIGEL~




Alas~he only can envision the hopeless!
With nary an answer ahead.
His land is for him,only of the  following feckless,
With no soulful breath, as if he wishes indeed, he were already dead!


For breakfast he...

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Great Beefy Tasting
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Walla,Walla
the sweetest onions around!
Brioche buns soft pillowy texture!
And roasted garlic cloves!
Were one to
clarify the butter
add the garlic
and add the onions
and then paint the buns
to be toasted.
set aside the buns.
and then caramelize these onions
to...

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A caption is not a utensil. And highly recommended is the hiding away of the ladles at this time of the year. Frankly it is most often spoken of but never delivered. Delivery deliberations deemed...

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Should it be a poet's duty
To write solely about beauty?

A POET’S DUTY by BETH EVANS

ANSWER ON A BED OF NAILS

let me answer the quixotic brioche —
we all need a delicate pinch;
brachial bruising a warning

all the...

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sonata for the flute and piano
adding
some slices
of a sunrise tasted with the friends
and a calm sleep on the sand

for the brioche with bilberries
I cut the almonds
I break the nuts
in this August evening
the sky releases the...

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It's funny the simple pleasures recounted in life
all manner of wonders reminisced I'll miss most.. 
though list grows shorter with each passing day  
thoughts align in proper time as desires sway
storm bent trees, sunsets,...

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     Or ~ Breakfast in the Fields~

The animated, joyful couple, just you and I.
With our picnic, wicker basket wonderfully full.
Of Brioche,our favorite cheeses, fruits, Chai 
and mirth.
It's so wonderfully quiet here...

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She wanted the dinner to be specail so she asked
her specail freind to fix it for her.
she would offer both  roast pheasant and chicken
combined with fried polenta with
 buttermilk ,bacon bits redbell peppers, chives...

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In the center of my garden,a marble fountain stands.
Today, the fountain-birds harmonizing  
and conversing in joy, 
Of their plans to fulfill for God's day.
Insects, too,are busy doing their holy work,
some building tunnels way under the earth.
If lucky, I...

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A solemn scent of brioche scrapes along 
waking eyes and my freedom comes alive
morning songs of the sandpiper float around
as I revel in secrets that light the glowing sun

Irreplaceable memories dive deep and I struggle
for...

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A glorious Spring day, my love!

Won't you come by and let's play?

A picnic next to the placid lake.

Caesar salad, brioche, Cabernet Sauvignon.

How about munchy crackers and Brie?

Just the swimming ducks, the loving lake gently 
touching...

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The young French maid pours tea
for the heartless Queen Marie-Antoinette
whose image Dunlop objected to paint...
because he must have hated royalty!


The young French maid dreams of liberty,
although she eats bread and her family
eats brioche': her oppressed...

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Those bread rolls look so yummy,
Can you buy me some sissy?

You mean those brioche buns?
So sweet for you, my little one.

But candies are much sweeter,
May I have one my dear sister?

Timmy, I don’t have enough...

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